Chapter 314: 305. It takes a lot of nerve to face the existence of being at the top
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Although the president's declaration is very encouraging, but if you think about it calmly, you are going to fight against the so-called demon king.
Your cheeks naturally tense up, your heart beats faster and you are in a state of tension.
You've been dressed up on the surface, but it's clear whether or not your current power is up to the task.
"Hahaha! Don't be so nervous. I don't want you to take it and eat it. Relax, relax.
Seeing me, he smiles and says to me, "Let's take a deep breath.
I've got my armor on and my body is warmed up.
The problem is the heart.
You take several deep breaths just like the boss told you to, but maybe it's because you're in a strange state of high spirits, but your heart won't stop beating.
I'm worried about how far my strength can go.
Hmmm, it didn't work so well?
Sorry.
A wry smile appears on the president's face, as if such sentiments were on his face.
When you honestly apologize, the president's smile turns into a smile.
"No, no, no, no. I used to feel like that when I was challenging the best like you. Well, that was a long time ago.
I wondered if the demon king had fought such a being in the past, but I suddenly realized what kind of trouble he'd been in with the president who was smiling and reminiscing about the past.
You'll be able to find out more about the fact that you'll be able to use it as a tool for your own personal development.
The words that were bothering me right now were spoken by the demon king, but I didn't want to do anything about it, so I let them pass.
It would be fun to keep chatting with you, but unfortunately, I'm very busy, and I've managed to squeeze the time out of my schedule.
Without regard to my feelings, the handsome president, smiling and laughing, quickly changed his mood.
What?
A chill runs down my spine.
I wonder if the being now standing in front of me is really a living thing.
I will enjoy it.
Just stand up.
That's all there is to it, and yet, there's this crushing feeling.
I can feel the air trembling.
The thought that there is no way you can win in the face of it breaks your heart, but you push it out of your mind with a shake of your head.
The kind of being that forces you to understand such things.
Yeah, that's pretty impressive work in just one year.
But in spite of that situation.
The president just smiles happily.
She even pretends to be gentle, as if she sees something smiling, and encourages you to fight in the future.
You can have confidence. Being able to laugh in front of me is even better than you think.
It was the posture of a strong man, and it was my posture that pleased that strong man president more than anything else.
Perhaps the president's spirit had caught me, but my body reacted, my body became natural, my head was cold despite my racing heart, and a belligerent smile was on my face.
I'm ready to fight, my body said.
Thank you.
And because I was able to bring it to such a state, I was able to return the president's words honestly.
"From the looks of it, you're ready to go. Can you get a grip?
After nodding with satisfaction at my response, he shifts his gaze and asks me, "What do you mean?
I'm not going to ask you what.
Through her gaze, there is my mineral tree.
The mineral tree is not pure white, but has a faintly snow-covered hue.
From what I've read in the report, it's possible that it took in dragon bones, even ancient dragon bones.
The moment he held it in the dungeon, the roots grew and sucked the blood, giving him dragon's blood.
The process alone would be horrifying.
Suela, Memoria, Himikku and Evia also look at me with concern.
I'm going to give them a smile, not the battle smile I had on my face a while ago, but the smile I usually have on my face.
Of course.
I went to the mineral tree and grabbed the hilt and lifted it.
I didn't know what was in store.
Maybe something more than that will happen.
Maybe that's exactly what will happen.
That's a fleeting thought.
But that was my partner.
Don't be afraid of your partner.
As the others stare, I pull him out.
This time, instead of spreading its roots, the mineral tree pulses once more, quietly.
It seemed as if it had been waiting for you, happily pulsing once.
"Sir, we're ready.
You smile at your partner, who is more straightforward in his intentions than usual, and shake the mineral tree a couple of times to make a humming noise, getting used to a much lighter feel than usual.
You turn to the president and tell him you're ready.
I'm not sure if I need to wear a jacket.
Then the president in a suit loosened his tie a little, left his jacket with instructor Fusio, who was nearby, and walked to the center.
I followed.
You don't look like you're going to fight.
But that back, that figure.
The way you acted, seemingly seamless.
No attack could penetrate even against such an opponent.
Any image is denied as it walks, and a cold sweat runs down your spine.
Even if you tell your mind not to be defeated, you can't help but laugh if you can't see the future (vision) of victory.
Even more so if you are face to face with it, the future has been taken into a realm that is difficult to imagine.
But now, deep in your heart, you are looking forward to the battle that is about to begin.
I know from the beginning that I will lose.
So, are you going to fight with your heart?
No, absolutely not.
It's nonsense to fight with such determination to lose.
It's not a joke.
We won't get a chance like this again.
I might as well.
Hey, you're changing your tune.
Yes, I want to win the president, so no, I will win.
Ooh, nice. It reminds me of the old raiders. I'd say it was worth it just to see the spirit of the fight.
I want to win.
I told him that I wanted to win, and he applauded me with spirit and honesty.
I didn't mean to make fun of him, but I could tell from his words and expression that it was honest praise.
It's just that he's still a demon king. I won't give you an easy win.
Then, as if to reward him for his praise, the president released his power one more time.
If the air was trembling earlier, what can I say about this?
It's as if gravity acted sideways, trying to crush my body!
This pressure of pure magic alone.
Its originator, the president, is still smiling and smiling.
You're not serious, but you're delighted by the fact that you can be taken seriously.
Come on, go ahead!
With the words of the president, who opens his arms and declares on a high note that he is ready at any time, the curtain of the battle has been raised.
If the curtain has risen.
"Phew!
Just set it up!
"Oh! You are so bold!
From the very beginning, you're at your best, you're exuberant, you're exuberant, you're strengthening your body, you're accelerating your thinking, and you've got all your senses working at full capacity, thinking that it's going to be a battle of wits from here on out.
It would be suicidal to challenge the president, who would not be careless or arrogant, head-on.
But a poorly executed trick won't work.
I've decided that it's better to break through head-on with brute force than to fall behind through the ruse.
I'm sprinting toward the happy-go-lucky president, leaving the landscape behind, breaking through the wind and running through a world that seems to have stopped time.
I'm not just in perfect shape, I'm in far better shape.
I'm lighter.
There's still more to go.
I can feel the strength I put into my body, the strength I intended to exert, and yet I can still feel it.
Hmph!
You're going to be able to find out if this is the right way to go about it.
The best attack of all, speed, power and sharpness.
But...
Oops, that was faster and heavier than I expected.
It was better than expected, but that's all.
There was no time to rejoice in that.
The space-clearing blade is deflected to the side with a thud as if it were knocked down lightly.
The president's face as he did so is astonished, but not alarmed.
It's easier for the president to deal with an attack that is only above, but not out of the realm of possibility, than it is for a baby to twist his or her hands.
It's funny that it was a thin, white, clean hand that did it.
But this one is also not expected to attack honestly.
That's not what a demon king is.
Instead of being shocked by the deflected attack, he chooses his next action from his fast thinking and uses his reflexes to act.
Less than a tenth of a second, and if you're not good at it, you'll lose even more orders of magnitude, and from an ordinary person's point of view, it's a realm of sword fights that is fascinating as if there were multiple slashes.
My attack is guided to the ground, but it doesn't end there.
The moment I perceive that I've been deflected, I move my feet, turn my wrists back, and make a U-turn to flow in the direction of the force vector.
It is now the eighteenth, the swallow return.
The blade is mercilessly and murderously closing in on the president's neck.
So that's how I see it.
If you open up the gap between us, my attack power will be reduced.
But it's not as if this distance is safe.
The eye of the typhoon has not yet entered the eye of the storm, just below the typhoon.
It is at such a place that you can show your full strength, so the choice to move away from the disadvantageous distance is directly related to death.
Even if you risk it, you will come to pick up the win. Yeah, that's a good call. When a player is as good as you and I are, going on the defensive means you have no chance.
The storm is followed by a storm, and the blood of the dragon enters the storm, accelerating its power, cutting down everything.
My attack has risen to the level of a natural phenomenon, a storm of sword fights, but is it like a gentle breeze for the president?
You've just been dealt with with one right hand.
I've shown that I'm willing to pick up less than one percent of the possibilities. Now let's see what you'd do if you were attacked. Try not to get crushed.
Even in the face of this fact, you can't relax your offensive.
If you do, it is obvious that the last thing you want to do is be swallowed up by your opponent's attack.
But that doesn't mean that you can't...
!
"Oh, you can avoid that one. That's something.
It's not like we can keep attacking .
The whispering of bugs.
I was distracted by an intuitive feeling.
Even if it was an exaggeration, exposing a wide gap, even if it meant giving up my right to act as if I could attack, I decided that was the right thing to do and took a large distance.
In fact, that action was the right thing to do.
The blade of magic power formed in the president's left hand.
It looks like a roughly formed one-handed sword, but a single swing sent a chill down my spine.
But there is not a single second of stunned astonishment.
You have a few tenths of a second to regain your composure and re-position your mineral tree.
"Hmm, a year seems like a short time, but with someone like you, it seems like a long time. I guess I'm going to have to change my opinion of you.
The distance away.
Roughly visually, it's around ten meters away.
That's not just a foot, but a distance that, in its current state, could literally be closed in an instant.
But that mere ten meters away felt farther than ten thousand miles.
I had never felt this sensation even when fighting an instructor.
It takes this much energy to take just one step in.
This is the demon king.
It feels as if a single attack could tear away your nerves.
Normally, I would only need to shed a little sweat for that level of all-out assault, but right now my body is dripping with sweat.
The amount of sweat is so great that it could release all the water in your body.
But I can't afford to worry about it.
No, I subconsciously realize that the time for me to give it my all is almost over.
"Shh.
"Oh?
The president of the company is about to start walking slowly, with an air of composure.
With such a spirited .
." "Kieraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Use the Monkey Cry.
My cry, echoing through the training camp, is enhanced by the dragon's blood.
A monkey's cry comparable to a dragon's roar.
It vibrates the air and shows physical interference.
And then.
Good, I was just dying to see you some more. All right, I'll let you hang out with me a while longer.
Knock out the wind of cowardice.
I show my bravery and put life into my trembling legs to challenge the president again.
Looking at me happily, the president waves his magic blade at the mineral tree.
Although it's a gun and a magic blade, you can hear the sound of metal colliding with metal, and then you swing it with all your might to strike each other.
The forces must be evenly matched.
While I swing it frantically, the president smiles with an easy smile and responds with a smaller sword than mine.
And then...
!
I don't recommend that you relax yet.
The president's swings are merciless, if there's an opening, and the nerves are shaved to the bone.
But what is it?
Kaha!
More and more the mood is uplifting.
Strong.
Insanely strong.
Deep down in my heart, I feel a burning desire to win.
How can I win?
What to do to win?
Think, adrenaline invades the brain, one measure after another is submitted and rejected.
I know that you can't win just by being reckless.
Then you have to steadily build up a winning percentage of less than one percent.
Oki, hook up!
That's why.
I take this choice at the brink of being driven to the brink.
The mineral tree that stretches out its roots and wraps around my arm.
Finally, I see the look of surprise on your face.
Now, here's round two!
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This is a rare opportunity to give it your all.
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Although the president's declaration is very encouraging, but if you think about it calmly, you are going to fight against the so-called demon king.
Your cheeks naturally tense up, your heart beats faster and you are in a state of tension.
You've been dressed up on the surface, but it's clear whether or not your current power is up to the task.
"Hahaha! Don't be so nervous. I don't want you to take it and eat it. Relax, relax.
Seeing me, he smiles and says to me, "Let's take a deep breath.
I've got my armor on and my body is warmed up.
The problem is the heart.
You take several deep breaths just like the boss told you to, but maybe it's because you're in a strange state of high spirits, but your heart won't stop beating.
I'm worried about how far my strength can go.
Hmmm, it didn't work so well?
Sorry.
A wry smile appears on the president's face, as if such sentiments were on his face.
When you honestly apologize, the president's smile turns into a smile.
"No, no, no, no. I used to feel like that when I was challenging the best like you. Well, that was a long time ago.
I wondered if the demon king had fought such a being in the past, but I suddenly realized what kind of trouble he'd been in with the president who was smiling and reminiscing about the past.
You'll be able to find out more about the fact that you'll be able to use it as a tool for your own personal development.
The words that were bothering me right now were spoken by the demon king, but I didn't want to do anything about it, so I let them pass.
It would be fun to keep chatting with you, but unfortunately, I'm very busy, and I've managed to squeeze the time out of my schedule.
Without regard to my feelings, the handsome president, smiling and laughing, quickly changed his mood.
What?
A chill runs down my spine.
I wonder if the being now standing in front of me is really a living thing.
I will enjoy it.
Just stand up.
That's all there is to it, and yet, there's this crushing feeling.
I can feel the air trembling.
The thought that there is no way you can win in the face of it breaks your heart, but you push it out of your mind with a shake of your head.
The kind of being that forces you to understand such things.
Yeah, that's pretty impressive work in just one year.
But in spite of that situation.
The president just smiles happily.
She even pretends to be gentle, as if she sees something smiling, and encourages you to fight in the future.
You can have confidence. Being able to laugh in front of me is even better than you think.
It was the posture of a strong man, and it was my posture that pleased that strong man president more than anything else.
Perhaps the president's spirit had caught me, but my body reacted, my body became natural, my head was cold despite my racing heart, and a belligerent smile was on my face.
I'm ready to fight, my body said.
Thank you.
And because I was able to bring it to such a state, I was able to return the president's words honestly.
"From the looks of it, you're ready to go. Can you get a grip?
After nodding with satisfaction at my response, he shifts his gaze and asks me, "What do you mean?
I'm not going to ask you what.
Through her gaze, there is my mineral tree.
The mineral tree is not pure white, but has a faintly snow-covered hue.
From what I've read in the report, it's possible that it took in dragon bones, even ancient dragon bones.
The moment he held it in the dungeon, the roots grew and sucked the blood, giving him dragon's blood.
The process alone would be horrifying.
Suela, Memoria, Himikku and Evia also look at me with concern.
I'm going to give them a smile, not the battle smile I had on my face a while ago, but the smile I usually have on my face.
Of course.
I went to the mineral tree and grabbed the hilt and lifted it.
I didn't know what was in store.
Maybe something more than that will happen.
Maybe that's exactly what will happen.
That's a fleeting thought.
But that was my partner.
Don't be afraid of your partner.
As the others stare, I pull him out.
This time, instead of spreading its roots, the mineral tree pulses once more, quietly.
It seemed as if it had been waiting for you, happily pulsing once.
"Sir, we're ready.
You smile at your partner, who is more straightforward in his intentions than usual, and shake the mineral tree a couple of times to make a humming noise, getting used to a much lighter feel than usual.
You turn to the president and tell him you're ready.
I'm not sure if I need to wear a jacket.
Then the president in a suit loosened his tie a little, left his jacket with instructor Fusio, who was nearby, and walked to the center.
I followed.
You don't look like you're going to fight.
But that back, that figure.
The way you acted, seemingly seamless.
No attack could penetrate even against such an opponent.
Any image is denied as it walks, and a cold sweat runs down your spine.
Even if you tell your mind not to be defeated, you can't help but laugh if you can't see the future (vision) of victory.
Even more so if you are face to face with it, the future has been taken into a realm that is difficult to imagine.
But now, deep in your heart, you are looking forward to the battle that is about to begin.
I know from the beginning that I will lose.
So, are you going to fight with your heart?
No, absolutely not.
It's nonsense to fight with such determination to lose.
It's not a joke.
We won't get a chance like this again.
I might as well.
Hey, you're changing your tune.
Yes, I want to win the president, so no, I will win.
Ooh, nice. It reminds me of the old raiders. I'd say it was worth it just to see the spirit of the fight.
I want to win.
I told him that I wanted to win, and he applauded me with spirit and honesty.
I didn't mean to make fun of him, but I could tell from his words and expression that it was honest praise.
It's just that he's still a demon king. I won't give you an easy win.
Then, as if to reward him for his praise, the president released his power one more time.
If the air was trembling earlier, what can I say about this?
It's as if gravity acted sideways, trying to crush my body!
This pressure of pure magic alone.
Its originator, the president, is still smiling and smiling.
You're not serious, but you're delighted by the fact that you can be taken seriously.
Come on, go ahead!
With the words of the president, who opens his arms and declares on a high note that he is ready at any time, the curtain of the battle has been raised.
If the curtain has risen.
"Phew!
Just set it up!
"Oh! You are so bold!
From the very beginning, you're at your best, you're exuberant, you're exuberant, you're strengthening your body, you're accelerating your thinking, and you've got all your senses working at full capacity, thinking that it's going to be a battle of wits from here on out.
It would be suicidal to challenge the president, who would not be careless or arrogant, head-on.
But a poorly executed trick won't work.
I've decided that it's better to break through head-on with brute force than to fall behind through the ruse.
I'm sprinting toward the happy-go-lucky president, leaving the landscape behind, breaking through the wind and running through a world that seems to have stopped time.
I'm not just in perfect shape, I'm in far better shape.
I'm lighter.
There's still more to go.
I can feel the strength I put into my body, the strength I intended to exert, and yet I can still feel it.
Hmph!
You're going to be able to find out if this is the right way to go about it.
The best attack of all, speed, power and sharpness.
But...
Oops, that was faster and heavier than I expected.
It was better than expected, but that's all.
There was no time to rejoice in that.
The space-clearing blade is deflected to the side with a thud as if it were knocked down lightly.
The president's face as he did so is astonished, but not alarmed.
It's easier for the president to deal with an attack that is only above, but not out of the realm of possibility, than it is for a baby to twist his or her hands.
It's funny that it was a thin, white, clean hand that did it.
But this one is also not expected to attack honestly.
That's not what a demon king is.
Instead of being shocked by the deflected attack, he chooses his next action from his fast thinking and uses his reflexes to act.
Less than a tenth of a second, and if you're not good at it, you'll lose even more orders of magnitude, and from an ordinary person's point of view, it's a realm of sword fights that is fascinating as if there were multiple slashes.
My attack is guided to the ground, but it doesn't end there.
The moment I perceive that I've been deflected, I move my feet, turn my wrists back, and make a U-turn to flow in the direction of the force vector.
It is now the eighteenth, the swallow return.
The blade is mercilessly and murderously closing in on the president's neck.
So that's how I see it.
If you open up the gap between us, my attack power will be reduced.
But it's not as if this distance is safe.
The eye of the typhoon has not yet entered the eye of the storm, just below the typhoon.
It is at such a place that you can show your full strength, so the choice to move away from the disadvantageous distance is directly related to death.
Even if you risk it, you will come to pick up the win. Yeah, that's a good call. When a player is as good as you and I are, going on the defensive means you have no chance.
The storm is followed by a storm, and the blood of the dragon enters the storm, accelerating its power, cutting down everything.
My attack has risen to the level of a natural phenomenon, a storm of sword fights, but is it like a gentle breeze for the president?
You've just been dealt with with one right hand.
I've shown that I'm willing to pick up less than one percent of the possibilities. Now let's see what you'd do if you were attacked. Try not to get crushed.
Even in the face of this fact, you can't relax your offensive.
If you do, it is obvious that the last thing you want to do is be swallowed up by your opponent's attack.
But that doesn't mean that you can't...
!
"Oh, you can avoid that one. That's something.
It's not like we can keep attacking .
The whispering of bugs.
I was distracted by an intuitive feeling.
Even if it was an exaggeration, exposing a wide gap, even if it meant giving up my right to act as if I could attack, I decided that was the right thing to do and took a large distance.
In fact, that action was the right thing to do.
The blade of magic power formed in the president's left hand.
It looks like a roughly formed one-handed sword, but a single swing sent a chill down my spine.
But there is not a single second of stunned astonishment.
You have a few tenths of a second to regain your composure and re-position your mineral tree.
"Hmm, a year seems like a short time, but with someone like you, it seems like a long time. I guess I'm going to have to change my opinion of you.
The distance away.
Roughly visually, it's around ten meters away.
That's not just a foot, but a distance that, in its current state, could literally be closed in an instant.
But that mere ten meters away felt farther than ten thousand miles.
I had never felt this sensation even when fighting an instructor.
It takes this much energy to take just one step in.
This is the demon king.
It feels as if a single attack could tear away your nerves.
Normally, I would only need to shed a little sweat for that level of all-out assault, but right now my body is dripping with sweat.
The amount of sweat is so great that it could release all the water in your body.
But I can't afford to worry about it.
No, I subconsciously realize that the time for me to give it my all is almost over.
"Shh.
"Oh?
The president of the company is about to start walking slowly, with an air of composure.
With such a spirited .
." "Kieraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Use the Monkey Cry.
My cry, echoing through the training camp, is enhanced by the dragon's blood.
A monkey's cry comparable to a dragon's roar.
It vibrates the air and shows physical interference.
And then.
Good, I was just dying to see you some more. All right, I'll let you hang out with me a while longer.
Knock out the wind of cowardice.
I show my bravery and put life into my trembling legs to challenge the president again.
Looking at me happily, the president waves his magic blade at the mineral tree.
Although it's a gun and a magic blade, you can hear the sound of metal colliding with metal, and then you swing it with all your might to strike each other.
The forces must be evenly matched.
While I swing it frantically, the president smiles with an easy smile and responds with a smaller sword than mine.
And then...
!
I don't recommend that you relax yet.
The president's swings are merciless, if there's an opening, and the nerves are shaved to the bone.
But what is it?
Kaha!
More and more the mood is uplifting.
Strong.
Insanely strong.
Deep down in my heart, I feel a burning desire to win.
How can I win?
What to do to win?
Think, adrenaline invades the brain, one measure after another is submitted and rejected.
I know that you can't win just by being reckless.
Then you have to steadily build up a winning percentage of less than one percent.
Oki, hook up!
That's why.
I take this choice at the brink of being driven to the brink.
The mineral tree that stretches out its roots and wraps around my arm.
Finally, I see the look of surprise on your face.
Now, here's round two!
Word of the Day
This is a rare opportunity to give it your all.
Although the president's declaration is very encouraging, but if you think about it calmly, you are going to fight against the so-called demon king.Your cheeks naturally tense up, your heart beats faster and you are in a state of tension.You've been dressed up on the surface, but it's clear whether or not your current power is up to the task."Hahaha!Don't be so nervous. I don't want you to take it and eat it. Relax, relax.Seeing me, he smiles and says to me, "Let's take a deep breath.I've got my armor on and my body is warmed up.The problem is the heart.You take several deep breaths just like the boss told you to, but maybe it's because you're in a strange state of high spirits, but your heart won't stop beating.I'm worried about how far my strength can go.Hmmm, it didn't work so well?Sorry.A wry smile appears on the president's face, as if such sentiments were on his face.When you honestly apologize, the president's smile turns into a smile."No, no, no, no. I used to feel like that when I was challenging the best like you. Well, that was a long time ago.I wondered if the demon king had fought such a being in the past, but I suddenly realized what kind of trouble he'd been in with the president who was smiling and reminiscing about the past.You'll be able to find out more about the fact that you'll be able to use it as a tool for your own personal development.The words that were bothering me right now were spoken by the demon king, but I didn't want to do anything about it, so I let them pass.It would be fun to keep chatting with you, but unfortunately, I'm very busy, and I've managed to squeeze the time out of my schedule.Without regard to my feelings, the handsome president, smiling and laughing, quickly changed his mood.What?A chill runs down my spine.I wonder if the being now standing in front of me is really a living thing.I will enjoy it.Just stand up.That's all there is to it, and yet, there's this crushing feeling.I can feel the air trembling.The thought that there is no way you can win in the face of it breaks your heart, but you push it out of your mind with a shake of your head.The kind of being that forces you to understand such things.Yeah, that's pretty impressive work in just one year.But in spite of that situation.The president just smiles happily.She even pretends to be gentle, as if she sees something smiling, and encourages you to fight in the future.You can have confidence. Being able to laugh in front of me is even better than you think.It was the posture of a strong man, and it was my posture that pleased that strong man president more than anything else.Perhaps the president's spirit had caught me, but my body reacted, my body became natural, my head was cold despite my racing heart, and a belligerent smile was on my face.I'm ready to fight, my body said.Thank you.And because I was able to bring it to such a state, I was able to return the president's words honestly."From the looks of it, you're ready to go. Can you get a grip?After nodding with satisfaction at my response, he shifts his gaze and asks me, "What do you mean?I'm not going to ask you what.Through her gaze, there is my mineral tree.The mineral tree is not pure white, but has a faintly snow-covered hue.From what I've read in the report, it's possible that it took in dragon bones, even ancient dragon bones.The moment he held it in the dungeon, the roots grew and sucked the blood, giving him dragon's blood.The process alone would be horrifying.Suela, Memoria, Himikku and Evia also look at me with concern.I'm going to give them a smile, not the battle smile I had on my face a while ago, but the smile I usually have on my face.Of course.I went to the mineral tree and grabbed the hilt and lifted it.I didn't know what was in store.Maybe something more than that will happen.Maybe that's exactly what will happen.That's a fleeting thought.But that was my partner.Don't be afraid of your partner.As the others stare, I pull him out.This time, instead of spreading its roots, the mineral tree pulses once more, quietly.It seemed as if it had been waiting for you, happily pulsing once."Sir, we're ready.You smile at your partner, who is more straightforward in his intentions than usual, and shake the mineral tree a couple of times to make a humming noise, getting used to a much lighter feel than usual.You turn to the president and tell him you're ready.I'm not sure if I need to wear a jacket.Then the president in a suit loosened his tie a little, left his jacket with instructor Fusio, who was nearby, and walked to the center.I followed.You don't look like you're going to fight.But that back, that figure.The way you acted, seemingly seamless.No attack could penetrate even against such an opponent.Any image is denied as it walks, and a cold sweat runs down your spine.Even if you tell your mind not to be defeated, you can't help but laugh if you can't see the future vision of victory.Even more so if you are face to face with it, the future has been taken into a realm that is difficult to imagine.But now, deep in your heart, you are looking forward to the battle that is about to begin.I know from the beginning that I will lose.So, are you going to fight with your heart?No, absolutely not.It's nonsense to fight with such determination to lose.It's not a joke.We won't get a chance like this again.I might as well.Hey, you're changing your tune.Yes, I want to win the president, so no, I will win.Ooh, nice. It reminds me of the old raiders. I'd say it was worth it just to see the spirit of the fight.I want to win.I told him that I wanted to win, and he applauded me with spirit and honesty.I didn't mean to make fun of him, but I could tell from his words and expression that it was honest praise.It's just that he's still a demon king. I won't give you an easy win.Then, as if to reward him for his praise, the president released his power one more time.If the air was trembling earlier, what can I say about this?It's as if gravity acted sideways, trying to crush my body!This pressure of pure magic alone.Its originator, the president, is still smiling and smiling.You're not serious, but you're delighted by the fact that you can be taken seriously.Come on, go ahead!With the words of the president, who opens his arms and declares on a high note that he is ready at any time, the curtain of the battle has been raised.If the curtain has risen."Phew!Just set it up!"Oh!You are so bold!From the very beginning, you're at your best, you're exuberant, you're exuberant, you're strengthening your body, you're accelerating your thinking, and you've got all your senses working at full capacity, thinking that it's going to be a battle of wits from here on out.It would be suicidal to challenge the president, who would not be careless or arrogant, head-on.But a poorly executed trick won't work.I've decided that it's better to break through head-on with brute force than to fall behind through the ruse.I'm sprinting toward the happy-go-lucky president, leaving the landscape behind, breaking through the wind and running through a world that seems to have stopped time.I'm not just in perfect shape, I'm in far better shape.I'm lighter.There's still more to go.I can feel the strength I put into my body, the strength I intended to exert, and yet I can still feel it.Hmph!You're going to be able to find out if this is the right way to go about it.The best attack of all, speed, power and sharpness.But...Oops, that was faster and heavier than I expected.It was better than expected, but that's all.There was no time to rejoice in that.The space-clearing blade is deflected to the side with a thud as if it were knocked down lightly.The president's face as he did so is astonished, but not alarmed.It's easier for the president to deal with an attack that is only above, but not out of the realm of possibility, than it is for a baby to twist his or her hands.It's funny that it was a thin, white, clean hand that did it.But this one is also not expected to attack honestly.That's not what a demon king is.Instead of being shocked by the deflected attack, he chooses his next action from his fast thinking and uses his reflexes to act.Less than a tenth of a second, and if you're not good at it, you'll lose even more orders of magnitude, and from an ordinary person's point of view, it's a realm of sword fights that is fascinating as if there were multiple slashes.My attack is guided to the ground, but it doesn't end there.The moment I perceive that I've been deflected, I move my feet, turn my wrists back, and make a U-turn to flow in the direction of the force vector.It is now the eighteenth, the swallow return.The blade is mercilessly and murderously closing in on the president's neck.So that's how I see it.If you open up the gap between us, my attack power will be reduced.But it's not as if this distance is safe.The eye of the typhoon has not yet entered the eye of the storm, just below the typhoon.It is at such a place that you can show your full strength, so the choice to move away from the disadvantageous distance is directly related to death.Even if you risk it, you will come to pick up the win. Yeah, that's a good call. When a player is as good as you and I are, going on the defensive means you have no chance.The storm is followed by a storm, and the blood of the dragon enters the storm, accelerating its power, cutting down everything.My attack has risen to the level of a natural phenomenon, a storm of sword fights, but is it like a gentle breeze for the president?You've just been dealt with with one right hand.I've shown that I'm willing to pick up less than one percent of the possibilities. Now let's see what you'd do if you were attacked. Try not to get crushed.Even in the face of this fact, you can't relax your offensive.If you do, it is obvious that the last thing you want to do is be swallowed up by your opponent's attack.But that doesn't mean that you can't...!"Oh, you can avoid that one. That's something.It's not like we can keep attacking .The whispering of bugs.I was distracted by an intuitive feeling.Even if it was an exaggeration, exposing a wide gap, even if it meant giving up my right to act as if I could attack, I decided that was the right thing to do and took a large distance.In fact, that action was the right thing to do.The blade of magic power formed in the president's left hand.It looks like a roughly formed one-handed sword, but a single swing sent a chill down my spine.But there is not a single second of stunned astonishment.You have a few tenths of a second to regain your composure and re-position your mineral tree."Hmm, a year seems like a short time, but with someone like you, it seems like a long time. I guess I'm going to have to change my opinion of you.The distance away.Roughly visually, it's around ten meters away.That's not just a foot, but a distance that, in its current state, could literally be closed in an instant.But that mere ten meters away felt farther than ten thousand miles.I had never felt this sensation even when fighting an instructor.It takes this much energy to take just one step in.This is the demon king.It feels as if a single attack could tear away your nerves.Normally, I would only need to shed a little sweat for that level of all-out assault, but right now my body is dripping with sweat.The amount of sweat is so great that it could release all the water in your body.But I can't afford to worry about it.No, I subconsciously realize that the time for me to give it my all is almost over."Shh."Oh?The president of the company is about to start walking slowly, with an air of composure.With such a spirited .." "Kieraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!Use the Monkey Cry.My cry, echoing through the training camp, is enhanced by the dragon's blood.A monkey's cry comparable to a dragon's roar.It vibrates the air and shows physical interference.And then.Good, I was just dying to see you some more. All right, I'll let you hang out with me a while longer.Knock out the wind of cowardice.I show my bravery and put life into my trembling legs to challenge the president again.Looking at me happily, the president waves his magic blade at the mineral tree.Although it's a gun and a magic blade, you can hear the sound of metal colliding with metal, and then you swing it with all your might to strike each other.The forces must be evenly matched.While I swing it frantically, the president smiles with an easy smile and responds with a smaller sword than mine.And then...!I don't recommend that you relax yet.The president's swings are merciless, if there's an opening, and the nerves are shaved to the bone.But what is it?Kaha!More and more the mood is uplifting.Strong.Insanely strong.Deep down in my heart, I feel a burning desire to win.How can I win?What to do to win?Think, adrenaline invades the brain, one measure after another is submitted and rejected.I know that you can't win just by being reckless.Then you have to steadily build up a winning percentage of less than one percent.Oki, hook up!That's why.I take this choice at the brink of being driven to the brink.The mineral tree that stretches out its roots and wraps around my arm.Finally, I see the look of surprise on your face.Now, here's round two!Word of the DayThis is a rare opportunity to give it your all.
